Rebellion

• Written by  • Featuring BaTerNaL

1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
They pased out
X2
 
1,2,3 take a pen and start to notice
How my life changed from being nothing
To being the Thing
From dreamin of writin' lyrics
To show a bunch of dudes what I can
From listenin to Pac and Biggie
To realising that Em isn't that far away lyrical
Isn't it?
Now all I can do is wait and take my time
Go straight to that building
They call it record label
And sign on the dotted line
Then they'll call me instant hit
Now I'm dreamin' to get to a position
To inspire a whole new generation
How to dibble-dabble with lyrics and situations
And in what moments to use their pen
And when to use the gun
People are afraid of the fame
This lames don't understand what's goin' on
Then they step back
I seize the moment as they lay back
I take this opportunity
To put my jam on
 
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
They pased out
X2
 
Ight look here ive stressed since i was a kid
yeah im not blessed
but ive been working for so long
slanging weed in tennessee.. in the cold streets
yeah bitch i wasnt born rich
i had to work off of this bitch
helping my mom with a couple dolla bills
to make my family something big
you think its sweet
16 beggin on the streets just to get high
I worried for my parents my brotha
they replied dont worry and then two tears fell out they eyes,
in a big size.
Momma said dont ever let nobody crush your dreams
cuz you will regret it dont forget it
hugged me, and said sorry for not giving you the life that you wanted
but see love is all i wanted
fuck i think imma overdose again
but all i want to do is spread love
see... people laugh at me cuz im poor
damn this world is so cold man
and it hurts......
life sounds good but see its not so simple
i have to take bad steps to make a life that i wont forget.......
i think i grew up too fast
thinkin bout my past
hearing guns that blast
learning from my mistakes that’s in the past
goddamn i shoulda left when I coulda...
my dad wasnt there for me
i felt like i was free
but at the same time i felt like i needed someone to guide me
wise words came from my homies in the streets
im not mad cuz karma is a bitch that u cant ditch
this is 5% of my life bitch now wait for the sequal
 
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
They pased out
X2
 
 
When bitches from the schoolyard
Called me : "FAG FAG"
When they brought them fancy watches
They said homie I'm only wearing gold
But when started thinkin
I realised God has somethin 4 me
That fuckin' pleased me
I don't wear a fuckin' New York cap
And not because it's fuckin' warm
Outside 32 degrees
But homie I want to eat something tonight
That's why I resist
It's freezin' cold
Fuckin retards like me now
They want to jump an help em'
When in need
But have you helped me when I was down
Some did but most did not
And how does it come
That in the aftermath
Only those who kicked me
Want to get crack from my ass
Bitch I forget
But I don't forgive
Now I undersant DRE
How it feels to believe you have friends
But in reality they're backstabbers
So fuck em' all
 
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
1,2,3,4,5 killin em'
They pased out
X2

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